I love you, but you just continue to hurt me. You hurt me and then tell me you’ll fix things and that things will go back to how they used to be but ever since summer started we’ve fallen apart more than ever. I can’t keep crying myself to sleep. I can’t keep dreaming about the relationship we could have. I can’t keep telling myself I’m okay and I’m happy, when I’m not. I’m not happy. I’m not okay. and I’m not going to keep doing this. Something is going to have to change before I willingly come back to you. I’m walking away. I’m not walking away because I don’t want to be with you anymore.. I’m walking away because I have to do what’s best for me. For once in my life I have to do what’s best for me rather than you or anyone else. While I’m at home crying my eyes out you’re out with someone else. When I’m working, you’re at dinner with someone else. It’s pathetic when I am only at peace when you are with me or at football, because at least then I know what you’re doing and who you’re with.